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WCC Cup... 2nd Nature vs. Adam X (2ndNature won)

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M Dogg™:
Alright, this is the first round of the WCC Cup. The winner stays, the loser can go home. But there is a wild card spot, so maybe the loser can return, we'll see. But you'll go against a Hall of Famer in TimeLock, so good luck with that. Rules...

bar max - 10 (I ain't reading over 160 bars to judge, trust me, go over and get DQed, sorry)
Due by Tuesday, June 17, 2003
I judge, but if you think that I was unfair, you can ask for a 2nd opinion, and I'll get another vet to make the call. After all, I'm judging 16 verses at once, kind of hard. So good luck.

AdamX aka Xplicit:
Ayo, You aint go to the words to test my verbs and I've heard the best of you/ I'll swerve and wreck your crew on purpose and call a hurst to rescue you // (1)Burn Natures shoes and give you cold feet to curb your speech like false teeth//(2) It's like an old dream these recurring events of AdamX hurtin the vets/ And when I burst your defense it's gonna be messier than a surgical bench//(3)  Leaving your nerves in shreds, your severed flesh leaves a permanent stench but im still servin it fresh// (4)

::Skratch::

If ya lippin son, I'll grip the gun and bury your whole click for fun/ Eclipse the sun, you're "testing your faith(fate)" like stickin dicks in nuns//(5) Nature finally grew some balls wanting to make a comeback, so I'm straight cleavin ya cap seasoned with snap//(6) Twist ya neck so fuckin quick I'll make breath on your back//(7) I'll take Fools for 500...will this kid ever step to me?/Nah...his chances of winning equal retards playing jeopardy//(8)


::Finishing it off::

ma shits the dopest....dependancy from my sentences, this is an addiction you can't cope with/ leave your wounds blistered and open//(9) back of kid.. my rhymes blown you out of existence, you come scared with no resistance/ If you wanna die slow, then nigga keep your distance//(10)


EDIT: Just numbered my bars cause 2nd Nature seems to have a problem with it.

|JEM|ILL|:
...that was more then ten lines kiddo...but o well it's over....

Imma leave you ‘fuckin-flat‘, like tittie ‘sex-wit-minors‘!!!
My ‘team's' tech'll-find-yours, like ‘football' and wreck-ya-‘line‘-worse...
Slappin these wack heads, An' trap this ‘red neck‘...
Put him in a ‘sandwich' since ya whole families ‘inbred‘! (Inbred/In bread)

‘Slit ya throat' quick, cuz I got more ‘next-ta-be-rend‘...(Necks/Next)
Adams names a prophecy, he'll be Xed-in-the-end!!!*
There's line between ill and wack, that you wont need a proctor-to-see...
Adam gives ‘mad' ‘BRAINS‘, my Penis gots a ‘doctors-degree‘!!

Ya chances of ‘scorin a win' was ‘over-quick‘...
Like the time you tried gettin a ‘sober-bitch‘!!


|*|= AdamX it's the end letter in his name, just another play on names...

AdamX aka Xplicit:

--- Quote from: Lost Angel on June 13, 2003, 12:35:33 AM ---
bar max - 10 (I ain't reading over 160 bars to judge, trust me, go over and get DQed, sorry)
Due by Tuesday, June 17, 2003

--- End quote ---


It says 10 bars... not 10 lines, theres a difference. I got long bars... that's my style... ain't gonna change ma style according to yours. Anyways nice verse... Peace

|JEM|ILL|:
...thats more then 20 lines(10 bars)...also...

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